General Bauer wanted to quit because he couldn’t handle these people being right. Of course it would have looked pretty bad on his record if he’d quit in the middle of a radioactive crisis brought about by his not listening to ‘these people’, or even in the immediate aftermath, so he decided to suck it up and hang in there. Fortunately for everyone, the decision was taken out of his hands when Hammond was reinstated.
General O’Neill almost quit because he couldn’t handle these people putting their lives on the line, under his orders, while he sat behind a desk and initialed requisitions for toilet paper and Yukon Gold potatoes. He couldn’t handle these people all looking to him for the answers, when half the time he couldn’t understand the question. He couldn’t handle these people having new, shiny, young faces, or faces made prematurely old, like the one he’d begun seeing in the mirror, thin and drawn, eyes full of doubt and anxiety.
General West almost quit because he couldn’t handle scientists any more. Cover stone, hieroglyphs, Giza. He was sick of those words and sick to death of the people who continuously spouted them. Doctor Jackson had nearly been the last straw. But then he’d turned out to be the program’s salvation as well. Except now Jackson was dead on some alien world and the program had crashed to a halt with the destruction of the other Stargate. Now all the General could do was wait to see if Washington considered the program a success or a failure, and whether he would earn another star or be asked to resign his commission. One way or another, he was determined: no more scientists.
General Landry almost quit because he couldn’t handle Walter. What he couldn’t possibly know was that Walter was on the brink of quitting because he couldn’t handle working for a general who wasn’t named Hammond or O’Neill. But once Walter got past that, he became an asset to Landry. Such an enormous asset that it got to the point that Landry secretly resolved that if he ever had to leave this place, he would find a way to take Walter with him. What he couldn’t possibly know was that Walter had plans of his own.
George Hammond almost quit because he couldn’t handle these people dying. Because he couldn’t handle writing letters to their families, couldn’t handle widows and small children, and mothers being brave and fathers breaking down with grief. He’d walk into the Gateroom and think he could still smell the flowers from the last memorial service. But he stayed, because the living still needed him, and maybe the dead hadn’t stopped needing him. He stayed to honor and serve them all.
Five times an SGC general almost quit because he just couldn’t handle these people any more
General O’Neill almost quit because he couldn’t handle these people putting their lives on the line, under his orders, while he sat behind a desk and initialed requisitions for toilet paper and Yukon Gold potatoes. He couldn’t handle these people all looking to him for the answers, when half the time he couldn’t understand the question. He couldn’t handle these people having new, shiny, young faces, or faces made prematurely old, like the one he’d begun seeing in the mirror, thin and drawn, eyes full of doubt and anxiety.
General West almost quit because he couldn’t handle scientists any more. Cover stone, hieroglyphs, Giza. He was sick of those words and sick to death of the people who continuously spouted them. Doctor Jackson had nearly been the last straw. But then he’d turned out to be the program’s salvation as well. Except now Jackson was dead on some alien world and the program had crashed to a halt with the destruction of the other Stargate. Now all the General could do was wait to see if Washington considered the program a success or a failure, and whether he would earn another star or be asked to resign his commission. One way or another, he was determined: no more scientists.
General Landry almost quit because he couldn’t handle Walter. What he couldn’t possibly know was that Walter was on the brink of quitting because he couldn’t handle working for a general who wasn’t named Hammond or O’Neill. But once Walter got past that, he became an asset to Landry. Such an enormous asset that it got to the point that Landry secretly resolved that if he ever had to leave this place, he would find a way to take Walter with him. What he couldn’t possibly know was that Walter had plans of his own.
George Hammond almost quit because he couldn’t handle these people dying. Because he couldn’t handle writing letters to their families, couldn’t handle widows and small children, and mothers being brave and fathers breaking down with grief. He’d walk into the Gateroom and think he could still smell the flowers from the last memorial service. But he stayed, because the living still needed him, and maybe the dead hadn’t stopped needing him. He stayed to honor and serve them all.